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S.O.B. Video (MV)




Performed By: VonOff1700
Language: English
Length: 2:09
Written by: Davon D. Meeks, Rashon Carter, Zakary Ryon Vrhel




VonOff1700 - S.O.B. Lyrics
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You gotta be a dumbass fool, you think I'ma lose
I gotta get booked for a murder or somethin'
I gotta get booked for a murder or somethin'
That's the only way you gon' see me on the news
I put my all in this shit, you gotta be a dumbass fool, you think I'ma- (for real)

I put my all in this shit, you gotta be a dumbass fool, you think I'ma lose
I gotta get booked for a murder or somethin', that's the only way you gon' see me on the news
Say it's a check on his head, pull right up on him, knock his dumb ass out his shoes
I did a whole lot of dirt out here, you can't slime me, I'm on my P's and Q's
I was young and dumb, for real, I was out here robbin' only for tools and feuds
He don't wanna shoot that switch, boy, give me that bitch, I'ma let it do what it do, uh
She wanna go be a ho, let the bitch go, let the ho do what she do
When me and Lil' Three be slidin', I bounce first, that's what we normally do
I heard 'bout that shit you said, I ain't gotta ask, I already know that it's true
If I start a war, nigga, I'm standin' front line, nigga, I ain't nothin' like Lou
He don't wanna come out, I just found out where she work, I'm finna go kill his boo
Half the shit you do for some of these niggas, they wouldn't even do it for you
We four deep up in a hot, we ain't in New York, but, nigga, we lookin' for Woo
They know that's I'm up some B's, but I'm such a threat, they added an extra two
Nigga, when we hit blocks, do we leave witness? No, we killin' 'em too
I seen this shit with my eyes, but we got it in camera, we got an extra view
When Toss Gang slide, it's only us, it ain't no extra crew
Every time it went down, you could go ask, nigga, I up and blew
I be first to shoot, you ain't gotta put me on point 'cause I already knew
Bitch, I'm a certified tweaker, when I lost my dog, that's when I lost my screws

Nigga, when I lost my dog, I lost my screws
Bitch, I'm a real-deal tweaker, when I lost my dog, that's when I lost my screws
You might as well, you could put me in a cube and give a hundred years, nigga
I ain't lettin' no nigga kill me out here, nigga
I'm the biggest threat, I gotta do this shit

Nigga, for real, what I done lied about? (For real)
I don't play fair, niggas done died 'bout shit I cried about
I just got a lo', the opps outside, nigga, we slidin' now (come on)
Tryna clique with the opps, we comin' your way, nigga, we slidin' south
Hit that dumb nigga with a Draco and a .45, I heard the loudest shout
Niggas be dyin' for shit, got tripped by ten milli' shell for chasin' some clout (dumb ass)
We finna f*ck in the 'Raq, f*ck I look like? Bitch, I ain't flyin' you out
A lot of these niggas wasn't for me, but I ain't know, I had to figure it out
That nigga kept talkin' that shit, now I'm on his ass, I'm finna see what he 'bout
I built this shit from the dirt, I don't need you, I'll do it with or without
Them niggas on point, when we bounce out, take this slow, crouch
Bitch, I'm really that, I stand on business, a lot of them killers could vouch

For real, nigga
Go ask about me, nigga, I stand on shit, I get shit done, nigga
Free the whole TG, nigga
Free my hood, f*ck your hood, nigga
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You gotta be a dumbass fool, you think I'ma lose
I gotta get booked for a murder or somethin'
I gotta get booked for a murder or somethin'
That's the only way you gon' see me on the news
I put my all in this shit, you gotta be a dumbass fool, you think I'ma- (for real)

I put my all in this shit, you gotta be a dumbass fool, you think I'ma lose
I gotta get booked for a murder or somethin', that's the only way you gon' see me on the news
Say it's a check on his head, pull right up on him, knock his dumb ass out his shoes
I did a whole lot of dirt out here, you can't slime me, I'm on my P's and Q's
I was young and dumb, for real, I was out here robbin' only for tools and feuds
He don't wanna shoot that switch, boy, give me that bitch, I'ma let it do what it do, uh
She wanna go be a ho, let the bitch go, let the ho do what she do
When me and Lil' Three be slidin', I bounce first, that's what we normally do
I heard 'bout that shit you said, I ain't gotta ask, I already know that it's true
If I start a war, nigga, I'm standin' front line, nigga, I ain't nothin' like Lou
He don't wanna come out, I just found out where she work, I'm finna go kill his boo
Half the shit you do for some of these niggas, they wouldn't even do it for you
We four deep up in a hot, we ain't in New York, but, nigga, we lookin' for Woo
They know that's I'm up some B's, but I'm such a threat, they added an extra two
Nigga, when we hit blocks, do we leave witness? No, we killin' 'em too
I seen this shit with my eyes, but we got it in camera, we got an extra view
When Toss Gang slide, it's only us, it ain't no extra crew
Every time it went down, you could go ask, nigga, I up and blew
I be first to shoot, you ain't gotta put me on point 'cause I already knew
Bitch, I'm a certified tweaker, when I lost my dog, that's when I lost my screws

Nigga, when I lost my dog, I lost my screws
Bitch, I'm a real-deal tweaker, when I lost my dog, that's when I lost my screws
You might as well, you could put me in a cube and give a hundred years, nigga
I ain't lettin' no nigga kill me out here, nigga
I'm the biggest threat, I gotta do this shit

Nigga, for real, what I done lied about? (For real)
I don't play fair, niggas done died 'bout shit I cried about
I just got a lo', the opps outside, nigga, we slidin' now (come on)
Tryna clique with the opps, we comin' your way, nigga, we slidin' south
Hit that dumb nigga with a Draco and a .45, I heard the loudest shout
Niggas be dyin' for shit, got tripped by ten milli' shell for chasin' some clout (dumb ass)
We finna f*ck in the 'Raq, f*ck I look like? Bitch, I ain't flyin' you out
A lot of these niggas wasn't for me, but I ain't know, I had to figure it out
That nigga kept talkin' that shit, now I'm on his ass, I'm finna see what he 'bout
I built this shit from the dirt, I don't need you, I'll do it with or without
Them niggas on point, when we bounce out, take this slow, crouch
Bitch, I'm really that, I stand on business, a lot of them killers could vouch

For real, nigga
Go ask about me, nigga, I stand on shit, I get shit done, nigga
Free the whole TG, nigga
Free my hood, f*ck your hood, nigga
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Writer: Davon D. Meeks, Rashon Carter, Zakary Ryon Vrhel
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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